Chris Norman - A Stranger With You

All those lonely nights without you, countless calls from Baltimore, tomorrow always seems so far away, and you didn't have to tell me things never said before, when you couldn't think of anything to say. But you may call it love and undertsaing Oh but I don't call it anything at all, am I really on your mind, or am I just takin' up your time? Well, I don't know anymore... And for all the hestitation you've been feelin' inside, well, I've been feelin' it too, though you may be be a stranger to paradise, why should I be a stranger with you? I miss the wakin' every morning you never know how bad, I don't miss the way you said goodbye and I can't go on forver losin' everythin' I had while you keep on tellin' me how hard you tried. You may call it love and undertsaing oh, but I don't call it anything at all, Is it somethin' you can't say or is it time for us to walk away? I just don't know anymore... And for all the hestitation you've been feelin' inside, well, I've been feelin' it too, though you may be be a stranger to paradise, why should I be a stranger with you? Oh, for all the hestitation you've been feelin' inside well, I've been feelin' it too, though you may be be a stranger to paradise, why should I be a stranger with you?